Antonio Porchia
Antonio Porchia
Antonio Porchiawas an Argentinian poet. He was born in Conflenti, Italy, but, after the death of his father in 1900, moved to Argentina. He wrote a Spanish book entitled Voces, a book of aphorisms. It has since been translated into Italian and into English, French, and German. A very influential, yet extremely succinct writer, he has been a cult author for a number of renowned figures of contemporary literature and thought such as André Breton, Jorge Luis Borges, Roberto Juarroz...
NationalityItalian
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth13 November 1886
CountryItaly
When I die, I will not see myself die, for the first time.
Man goes nowhere. Everything comes to man, like tomorrow.
Everything had been stripped of deceptions, that time. And that time I was afraid of everything.
My bits of time play with eternity.
Every time I wake, I understand how easy it is to be nothing
It's been a long time since I asked anything of heaven, and my arms still haven't come down.
The flower that you hold in your hands was born today and already it is as old as you are.
He who does not know how to create should not know.
If you do not raise your eyes you will think you are the highest point.
For as long as and insofar as it cannot be, it is almost always a reproach to everything that can.
When your suffering is a little greater than my suffering I feel that I am a little cruel.
A hundred men together are the hundredth part of a man.
Not using faults does not mean that one does not have them.
When I do not walk in the clouds I walk as though I were lost.